The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 134 - 131: Qin Zhao’s Delicate Husband; Deciphering the Bizarre Texts

Chapter 134: Chapter 131: Qin Zhao’s Delicate Husband; Deciphering the Bizarre Texts

"Someone cracked the third photo!"

Suddenly a police officer shouted, drawing everyone’s attention.

"An online user cracked it, saying it’s an ancient language from T country, mostly made up of ancient vocabulary from Pali and Khmer, mixed with some Sanskrit, used only by certain believers in T country."

The police officer suddenly turned to Qin Zhao, "This user’s username is very unique."

"Let me see."

Huo Xun took his phone and found the user was called—

[Qin Zhao’s Little Darling]

There were no posts on the homepage, and the only follower was Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao was standing nearby and saw it too, her mouth twitching slightly.

"It seems you have a dedicated fan."

Huo Xun looked at Qin Zhao teasingly, while Qin Zhao thought of Chu Yan.

Last night, Chu Yan had called her and asked why she wasn’t coming home so late.

She said she had to stay overnight at the police station to work, so Chu Yan asked about the situation there.

There was nothing to hide, so Qin Zhao had told him.

Chu Yan then took an interest in the Rainy Night Butcher case and sent her a WeChat message, saying the odd characters left by the killer looked familiar and very interesting.

"What do those characters actually mean?"

"Where are you, my lost soul?"

Huo Xun read out the decrypted message from the phone.

He looked up at Qin Zhao, "Why don’t you contact this little fan of yours?"

So far, no information about the killer had been found, and the meaning of this sentence could not be interpreted.

Moreover, since the other party had used such an ancient text, it may have held deeper meanings, only interpretable by someone proficient in the language.

"Okay, I’ll contact them."

Qin Zhao logged into Weibo, about to inquire, when she received a WeChat message from Chu Yan.

Dead White Lotus: I figured out what Rainy Night Butcher means.

Qin Zhao: Are you that user?

Dead White Lotus: Yep, I’ve been to T country with an international rescue team before and learned this language by chance.

Qin Zhao: ...

Qin Zhao: Why would you use that username!

Dead White Lotus: Because I want to

Qin Zhao: [Smile]

Are you trying to annoy me to death, you damn thing!

Qin Zhao didn’t send that last message, just muttered it in her heart.

To make communication easier, Qin Zhao called Chu Yan.

"You just said you knew what Rainy Night Butcher means, what is he trying to convey?"

"It’s simple, he’s looking for someone."

A clear, cold voice came from the other end of the phone, somewhat deep.

Mysteriously pleasant to hear.

Huo Xun and the others finally realized, "Chu Yan is that user?"

Qin Zhao coughed lightly, her expression a bit unnatural, "Yes."

Captain Huo’s expression was simply beyond words, accompanied by a look of disdain.

Could it get any cheesier than this?

Is this what sets married men apart from the rest?

The others who had been working overtime all night were inexplicably slapped in the face with a dog-food-like affection.

Suddenly, it felt like there was no need for a late-night snack; everyone was already full.

Qin Zhao tried his best to ignore the stares of others and continued to question Chu Yan, "Who is he looking for?"

"Every time, he dresses the victims in a light blue gown, which indicates he’s obsessed with that dress. This time, he even took this photo; it’s clear the person he’s seeking has taken a similar picture before. Either that, or the scene in the photo was part of an important moment in his life.

The woman is facing away from him, obviously leaving; it must have been a particularly significant departure.

A rainy night, wearing a light blue gown, leaving him."

Chu Yan’s voice drifted slowly, and Huo Xun was reminded of the first time they met. He was apprehending an international fugitive who had taken Chu Yan hostage while he was abroad attending a medical symposium.

Just as the police were preparing to rescue him, they found he had walked out safely, and the fugitive had mentally collapsed.

It was only later that Huo Xun learned Chu Yan boasted a Ph.D. in psychology from Stanford University, specializing in criminal and abnormal psychology, but after returning to China, he did not work in the field of psychology.

He had studied for a doctorate simply because he was interested in psychology.

Chu Yan’s voice came again, "Based on the dismemberment photos, the knife marks show that the perpetrator was very strong. He cleanly cut off pieces of the corpse with tools. Considering the usual strength difference between a typical woman and man, if nothing unusual, it should have been a male perpetrator.

For a man, the important women in his life are of two types: female elders like a mother or a lover.

Based on cases disclosed by the police in the past, the first three female victims weren’t sexually assaulted when they were attacked; the killer simply strangled them efficiently.

If the person he’s looking for is a lover, he would have likely been unable to resist assaulting the victims due to his perverse obsession.

But since there was none, it indicates the woman he’s looking for is his mother or some other female elder.

He despises her departure, even seeing it as the loss of his soul, which is why he’s made such a sensation by dressing all the victims in light blue gowns, hoping that woman would see and come back to find him.

On the other hand, he respects her and longs for her return, which is why he hasn’t assaulted those women."

After Chu Yan finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

Nobody knew what to say; they were just impressed.

With a single sentence and a few photographs, he had analyzed the criminal’s psychological profile.

"Zhaozhao."

His voice was low, tinged with a trace of fondness.

"I’m listening."

Qin Zhao snapped back to reality and Chu Yan smiled, "This is just a bit of speculation on my part."

His tone was somewhat joking, but Huo Xun knew Chu Yan was definitely not making mere guesses!

Huo Xun pondered for a moment before addressing the group, "We can lure him out."

Since the killer was obsessed, they could use bait based on that obsession.

"If the person he’s looking to find is his mother, then it’s very likely that in his childhood, his mother abandoned him on a rainy night while wearing a light blue gown.

A perversion doesn’t occur overnight; most are related to childhood experiences. His ambivalent feelings of love and hate for his mother would lead him to kill those women, so her departure must have caused him a substantial trauma."

Chu Yan heard Huo Xun’s voice and continued to analyze for them, even offering a helpful suggestion.

"You could take a picture of a light blue dress from behind, intentionally age it, and then post it online, claiming it’s a photo taken when one was younger.

It would lead him to believe that the person he’s looking for has appeared, and he should come to you on his own."

A policeman said, "The killer knows the police are looking for him everywhere, and seeing this photo, he will probably be very cautious, right? I don’t think he’ll necessarily show up."

"No, he will appear."

Chu Yan was very certain, "You don’t understand how important this woman is to him; even if he suspects a trap, he’ll still find a way to observe from the shadows."

For someone obsessed, even if there’s an abyss ahead, they would still rush towards it.